Jurgis, Baltrusaitis. (№ 204784)

Winds the dusty road
Across the plains, hills, -
Where day seized with anxiety,
Where the evening devoted to dreams...
Then zmeitsya the dark woods
In the echoing, quiet slumbering, -
Then under the stone canopy
The mountain in gloomy silence...
Then, on will breaking,
Where the vast expanse of the earth,
Running, twisting,
Grey everywhere, in the dust...